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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 10:28:32 GMT -5
Webstripe's ears flew back, he dropped the squirrel and waited for Withermist to return. "Y-you think your parents are in the dark forest?" His heart pounded as he thought of everything the clan had just faced, Yarrowcloud's vigil. Withermist couldn't possibly be from the place of no stars could he? Opalmist's eyes widened in realization, turning to look at Dragonfly. "Did you speak with those cats? Know their names? Was it Goldberry?" she asked. Patrick tapped his tail on the fence as he thought, nodding slowly. "Sounds right, why you know him?" Withermist was silent for a long moment before he slowly placed down his bird and spoke faintly. “I think… I see now. You were a gift from Starclan, yes? I am like you, but I am also not like you. Why we seem to repel eachother. Why my dreams are dark, comforting, but dark.” He flicked his tail. “I might… be from the Dark Forest.” He admitted softly. “I feel no desire to harm, though…” —- Frostyfoot stiffened lightly at the mention of Goldberry, eyes widening as he swallowed. “That cat… he was one of Opalmist’s old clanmates. You are saying that he was here? That his father was a loner?” “Yep. That’s his name!” Dragonfly nodded, lifting a paw to groom it. “First time he came here, he looked half-crazed, like he’d seen the scariest monster to ever exist. Grizzley was firm that he went everywhere with him. Then, Grizzley left with him, but only Goldberry ever came back… and then he left again! Like, make up your mind, you know?” He humored.
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Post by thistle on Oct 22, 2023 12:08:52 GMT -5
Bluewhisker flicked her steely gaze down to Springpaw for a moment before looking around. "Nothing fresh," she said. She flicked her tail as she again to pad along the fences. She figured she should talk with Slateheart; it had been moons since she'd last spoken with him. "Slateheart. How have you been?"
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 13:12:49 GMT -5
Webstripe buried the squirrel, trying to distract himself from what the other tom had just said by scenting the air again. "I've never seen Starclan, at least not that I can remember. So, I suppose it makes sense that you've never been called to the dark forest either. They're rising again though, they killed one of our warriors." he mewed, ears flat against his head as he wandered after the scent of a mouse. "I hope I don't find you on the other side of the enemy line."
~ Opalmist turned to Frostyfoot, "Goldbery was banished... twice." she mewed sheepishly. "He must have known he'd be safe here. I knew he went to the twolegplace but I never knew where. If he and Swirlheart stayed here I bet it would be safe for us. I don't think Goldberry would ever come back to it. And Grizzleyheart unfortunately has joined the ranks of Starclan."
Patrick tilted his head, mouthing "Starclan?" to Dragonfly in confusion.
~ Springpaw looked a bit dejected as Bluewhisker walked away from her toward Slateheart again, but scampered off a bit further away from them to see if she could find any scent trails.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 13:20:47 GMT -5
Withermist watched Webstripe for another long moment before he mewed, soft and thoughtful. “I see… did this happen during the gathering, by any chance?” He asked, having felt a heavy sense at one point of the night. As if something that didn’t belong was running around in his mind.
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“He passed away.” Frostyfoot explained lightly, looking at Opalmist with a hint of surprise. Banished twice? And yet, he was allowed back, after what he did to Silversting? He inwardly scoffed, knowing Northstar would have let Opalmist stay instead of banishing her. He shook the thought away, instead continuing. “Starclan are our ancestors, and when clan cats pass on, we join them.”
Dragonfly felt a pang of loss. “Oh… wow. I guess that explains why Grizzley never came back. Rats. I really liked him too, he knew everything about the city. He taught me alot back when I was on the streets by myself, before I got my great twoleg.”
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 14:31:58 GMT -5
Webstripe nodded slowly before he took off after the mouse. Hehttps://wcrpforums.com/thread/65660/twolegged-clan-rp cursed as a branch snapped under his paws and it darted away and underneath a twoleg nest. "Yeah, how did you know?"
Patrick flicked an ear, remembering the lumbering older tom. Hoping that he was happy in whatever Starclan ended up being. "Yeah, I patched up his paw pads a time or two. He told me a couple things about herbs too. He was a nice cat. I'm sure he wouldn't mind you using his old nest."
Opalmist dipped her head to the two toms, "Thank you for the advice, I'm sure we'll need some guidance as this place is completely new to us." She looked over at Frostyfoot with a hesitant smile, "Should we go check it out?"
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 14:48:35 GMT -5
Webstripe nodded slowly before he took off after the mouse. Hehttps://wcrpforums.com/thread/65660/twolegged-clan-rp cursed as a branch snapped under his paws and it darted away and underneath a twoleg nest. "Yeah, how did you know?" Patrick flicked an ear, remembering the lumbering older tom. Hoping that he was happy in whatever Starclan ended up being. "Yeah, I patched up his paw pads a time or two. He told me a couple things about herbs too. He was a nice cat. I'm sure he wouldn't mind you using his old nest." Opalmist dipped her head to the two toms, "Thank you for the advice, I'm sure we'll need some guidance as this place is completely new to us." She looked over at Frostyfoot with a hesitant smile, "Should we go check it out?" “I felt it.” Withermist murmured. “That must have been what it was, besides Cedarstar… becoming something new, or old?” He shook his head. “It felt… wrong. Like something that did not belong. But… I think it can be fixed…” He mewed, watching Webstripe’s hunt with unblinking eyes. “It’s the best option we have right now.” Frostyfoot nodded to his mate, before dipping his head to Patrick and Dragonfly. “Thank you both, truly. You’ve been very helpful, and have eased our minds.” “Think nothing of it.” Dragonfly mewed, smirking and silky. “If you stick around, I think we’ll be fast friends, yeah?” He offered.
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 15:20:26 GMT -5
Webstripe turned to face Withermist completely, forcing himself to look directly into the other tom's strange eyes. "You really think there's a way to save Yarrowcloud?"
Opalmist smiled, "Yes, I think we will be. Patrick, I will have to tell you about healing in the forest, and maybe you can show me some of your tricks. I'm eager to learn."
Patrick nodded, looking just as eager, "I would love that. Please, come visit any time. My twolegs always leave out extra kibble on the porch if you ever need food."
Opalmist took a deep breath before she began the short trek to the abandoned nest, she twined her tail with Frostyfoot's as they walked. It was nice to know they no longer had to hide their affection for each other, it felt right. "Maybe the cats here aren't so bad after all."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 15:30:24 GMT -5
Webstripe turned to face Withermist completely, forcing himself to look directly into the other tom's strange eyes. "You really think there's a way to save Yarrowcloud?" Opalmist smiled, "Yes, I think we will be. Patrick, I will have to tell you about healing in the forest, and maybe you can show me some of your tricks. I'm eager to learn." Patrick nodded, looking just as eager, "I would love that. Please, come visit any time. My twolegs always leave out extra kibble on the porch if you ever need food." Opalmist took a deep breath before she began the short trek to the abandoned nest, she twined her tail with Frostyfoot's as they walked. It was nice to know they no longer had to hide their affection for each other, it felt right. "Maybe the cats here aren't so bad after all." Withermist looked right at Webstripe then, his muzzle curling with a faint yet promising smile. “What does not belong somewhere… must always find its way back to where it belongs, elsewhere… I don’t know how, but… I feel that he is what does not belong. That must be why I feel this way. So! You must get him home! To where you will feel him.” He guessed. Frostyfoot thanked the two toms again, before he followed quickly after Opalmist, purring. “We really lucked out. It seems like, so far, all the stories of cats outside the Clans being dangerous, certainly doesn’t reach this part of twolegplace.” He looked towards the abandoned nest, both welcoming and foreboding at the same time. Nothing seemed to be there, surprisingly, scent-wise, besides some fresh mouse scent.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 18:31:20 GMT -5
Blackfire glanced over at Shardfury, giving a small flick of her ear, “There’s a bird over there in that garden, I’m going to go after it.” She informed before dropping into a crouch and stalking after the prey.
Echo limped alongside a fence on the outskirts of Twolegplace, pausing every now and then to give the wound on her leg and shoulder a lick. She couldn’t delay any longer though, Echo needed to get to ThunderClan territory as soon as possible and warn them about what she had overheard, as well as tell them about Sparrow and his capture.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Oct 22, 2023 18:41:04 GMT -5
Hi)
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 18:55:06 GMT -5
Hey, Fox. I posted above for Shardfury :3)
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 19:04:59 GMT -5
Webstripe growled, "But how!" His claws dug into the soft ground beneath, pulling up chunks of grass in his wake. "Please, if anyone knows how it should be you. Even Peachdapple doesn't have an answer." He looked away from Withermist, his chest heaving with frustration. "I know it's not your fault this happened, but no one knows how to fix it. I didn't even know Yarrowcloud that well, but the thought of it happening again is terrifying. They could take anyone!"
Opalmist approached the nest cautiously, sniffing around until she found a small opening in the wall hidden by an overgrown bush. "Frostyfoot over here!" She ducked into the den, purring quietly as she took in their temporary home.
Patrick scooted closer to Dragonfly on the fence, looking shy. "Did you really mean what you said? I know you never would because you care about your humans as much as I do.. but would you really like to live here with me if you could?"
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 19:16:34 GMT -5
Withermist did not seem to react to Webstripe’s frustration. Rather, he looked at the other tom with a forelorn stare, before he slowly closed his eyes. Maybe… he could feel more, if he focused. After a long moment, he whispered. “He… has a friend. A fox. A… rose. There’s… there’s thorns, I think. A tangle of them, on and on and on. Safe, I would… like this place.” His eyes shot open suddenly, and he seemed to flicker with fatigue as his head ached a bit.
“Ohh… sorry. That is what I saw. Uhm… I think. Maybe. If you get there.” He lifted his paw towards Webstripe, staring once more. “A light in the dark can be strong enough to lead you out. I just… feel this is so.” He mewed quietly, wishing he could sound more confident.
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Frostyfoot followed quickly after his mate, eyes widening as he carefully looked around the inside of the nest. Hardly any wind made its way in, and old furs and oddities littered the ground. Claw marks scratched the ground, but they looked moons old. It was silent, and void of cat scent. He did notice a few piles of different things.
“Look at all these feathers… they look like they haven’t been touched in moons, but they’re organized so nicely. And these!” He carefully approached a small pile of thin golden vines, flat golden pebbles, and odd golden circles, all glinting in the faint light. “What are these things?”
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Post by thistle on Oct 22, 2023 19:22:37 GMT -5
Bluewhisker froze, her tail straight in the air as cat-scent crossed her nose. She narrowed her eyes and her pelt fluffed up as an unfamiliar cat rounded the corner of the fences. The cat was injured, but the seasoned warrior wasn't going to take any chances.
"Apprentices. Fetch Shardfury and Blackfire," she said lowly. She flicked her ear, beckoning Slateheart to stand beside her.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 19:25:33 GMT -5
Dawnpaw’s head shot over to where Bluewhisker had scented the cat, and he felt himself tense when he scented a blood scent. He looked quickly at Springpaw, before he nodded and bounded off to fetch Blackfire and Shardfury.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Oct 22, 2023 20:15:11 GMT -5
Shardfury nodded to Blackfire before heading after her to see if there was any more prey in that garden. Maybe there was a mouse he could catch.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 20:19:56 GMT -5
Echo froze when she spotted the small group of cats and eyed them warily. Just what she needed, another fight on her paws. She took a small step back and winced slightly in pain, leaning against the fence in exhaustion as she took in their scent. Echo blinked in surprise as she recognized the familiar ThunderClan scent coming from two of them, although they were some of the clan cats that she hadn’t met yet.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 20:23:15 GMT -5
Spotting the bird she was stalking, Blackfire made quick work stalking and catching it. Once she had made her kill, the SkyClan warrior buried the bird before turning away to search out more prey.
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Post by thistle on Oct 22, 2023 20:24:13 GMT -5
Bluewhisker flicked an ear, allowing her hackles to fall after taking in the state of the stranger. Still, she remained firm in her stance.
"What happened to you?" she asked.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 20:28:57 GMT -5
“Shardfury? Blackfire?” Dawnpaw called as he raced to track down the two warriors. He felt bad that he would probably scare off their prey, but when Bluewhisker got serious, he knew that meant it was imperative he do what she said. “We’ve got an injured cat out here, near Bluewhisker!”
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 20:32:35 GMT -5
Springpaw was right at Dawnpaw's tail as they approached the warriors. She nodded with wide eyes as she looked between Blackfire and Shardfury. "She's not in very good shape."
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 20:41:20 GMT -5
“Got into a bit of a tussle with a group of cats who had no qualms attacking a lone cat.” Echo responded, glancing down at her right leg. She gave an irritated flick of her ear when she saw that it had started to bleed again. “And you? It’s not often that I come across some Clan cats that have strayed from their territories. I hope everything is okay with ThunderClan.” She added, looking back at Bluewhisker and Slateheart. Echo could tell that the other she-cat was from ThunderClan, although she wasn’t sure which Clan the tom was from. His scent was different from the familiar ThunderClan scent.
Blackfire looked up from where she had been stalking a mouse, which quickly disappeared at the sound of the apprentice’s voices. “An injured cat? Is it a loner or a kittypet?” She asked, glancing back at Shardfury.
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Post by Willow on Oct 22, 2023 20:42:46 GMT -5
Webstripe let out a deep sigh, releasing his claws from the ground as his gaze swept over Withermist's drained form. "I don't know what you mean really, but I... appreciate the attempt. Perhaps I can speak with Peachdapple when I return. Maybe she can help me reach Starclan like you have the dark forest. We should get back to hunting, I don't want to get behind the others."
Opalmist padded forward, gawking at the piles of treasure littering the den. "I don't know, they must be twoleg things. I've never seen anything like them." She scooped up one of the golden vines around her paw, marveling at it for a moment before it slipped away, she jumped a bit at the metallic clang that followed as it hit the floor. "Grizzleyheart must have collected these things. Goldberry had a similar habit, but it was more feathers and pinecones."
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 20:54:47 GMT -5
“It didn’t smell like a kittypet.” Dawnpaw responded quickly, looking back with concern towards Bluewhisker’s direction.
Withermist watched Webstripe with a soft look, before he nodded once. “It will be okay. Hm. Back to hunting, then.” He agreed, before he flicked his ears. “Lots of birds… on that odd thing.” He pointed his tail to a hanging bird feeder in one of the yards.
“Well, Dragonfly and Patrick were not kidding then, that they were here. I’ve never seen so many things in one place before.” Frostyfoot mewed with a sense of wonder, though he could only look at Opalmist with a warm fondness as she looked around. “It still hurts… but, to be with you again. Starclan, it makes it so much better.” He swallowed. “I’m sorry, that Cedarstar banished you. I didn’t expect…” He trailed off.
Dragonfly stilled at Patrick’s question, before a smooth purr escaped the elegant tom. “I thought it would be obvious by now, how much I enjoy being near you. If that meant ever living with you, I would not mind. Who knows. Maybe our Twolegs can meet one day.” He offered, looking at the other tom with a flicker of fondness. “What would I do around here without you?”
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Post by Foxstar26 on Oct 22, 2023 21:23:39 GMT -5
Shardfury looked at Blackfire. “We should head over there. I know a few herbs from time time as a rogue. I can maybe help the cat out.” He suggested. He didn’t want to leave an injured cat out here.
Slateheart looked suspiciously at Echo. “A group of cats huh? How do we know you aren’t apart of a hostile group.” He challenged lightly.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 22, 2023 21:27:50 GMT -5
Blackfire flicked her ear before giving a small nod, “Very well then. It wouldn’t be very honorable of us if we were to leave an injured cat on their own.” She mewed, looking back at the apprentices, “Lead the way.”
Echo scoffed at Slateheart’s words, her tail lashing in irritation, “If I was part of another hostile group, so you really think I would be out wandering around by myself with an injury like this?” She asked, holding her injured leg out.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 22, 2023 21:38:03 GMT -5
“Right away. Follow us, please!” Dawnpaw nodded dutifully, turning quickly to rush back towards Bluewhisker and Slateheart.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Oct 22, 2023 21:43:29 GMT -5
Shardfury nodded to Blackfire before hurrying after the apprentice. He ran through the list of herbs her remembered. Cobwebs for bleeding, marigold for scratches.
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Post by thistle on Oct 22, 2023 21:54:00 GMT -5
Bluewhisker huffed lightly. Those gang cats had no honor under their mangy pelts. She eyed the loner suspiciously. Something was very familiar about the she-cat, and her use of the word Clan to accurately refer to them piqued her interest.
"Suppose not," Bluewhisker conceded to the injured she-cat. "You're familiar with ThunderClan."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Oct 22, 2023 21:58:47 GMT -5
“Well it could be a trap.” Slateheart spoke. He was curious why this cat seemed familiar with Thunderclan. Was she spying on the clans or did Thunderclan know her? Though it didn’t seem like Bluewhisker did.
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